SEASHELLS' TRANCE

Below is the poem entitled SEASHELLS' TRANCE which was written by poet
nette
onclaud. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.

SEASHELLS' TRANCE

It was almost like a summer ritual
To prance along the brightened shores of grain,
When balmy trees wafted as usual
Aunt Em’s hut glazed nearby lakeside's terrain.
Waxed seashells rose like buffed pods on the ground,
Dotted and curved, echoing of hummed waves played
As we gathered them on coast walks, spellbound
The array of tinseled humps were engraved
And strung together into bright marble charms.
While Aunt and I giggled, skirts fluttered on air
Knitting loops as bracelets on tanned forearms,
An enchantment draped by August’s fanfare.
…I revel now at the trance of seashells’ gifts
my childhood heart nestling magic that uplifts!
Story Poem Contest, Carol Eastman
Written by: nette onclaud

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When I was a kid, I loved to walk along the lakeshore and collect seashells, too. This poem brought back to me those warm memories of summertime.... I really enjoyed this wonderful write, Nette! Congratulations on your win!

Those are some very sentimental memories you have Nette, they will be with you always! And these thoughts of seashells will always be a part of you and you have imparted some of that feel onto me by your glorious poem here my friend! Thank you for sharing this illustrious and fantastic write! What a wonderful piece, Great Work!!